Evan was bound and determined that he make the costumes this year. Another Sigh. I loved that he wanted to but really, where was he going to find the time? Never one to step on my husband's dreams and aspirations I verified with him 426 times that with everything else he had stacked on his plate, the costumes would be ready come October 31st. Here's Colt ready for his Preschool Parade and completely thrilled with his Daddy's handiwork. I was pretty doubtful of my abilities of attaching the claws and getting the makeup just right so Evan met me on his lunch break in front of the preschool to perfect Wolverine. What a Dad.
Fast forward a few days and Cade's tranformer costume is still sitting in the garage unfinished. While we gallivanted around in downtown Chicago my saint of a mother hit up most every store in our area looking for a costume in Cade's size. There were none to be found. Who knew those things really did sell out? Can't we procrastinators catch a break? I left for our church's Halloween party since I was helping with it and wished Evan best wishes and good luck with Cade's costume. When I finally ran into them at the party Cade was happy as could be. Recognize the Batman costume from say...two years ago? Oh and need a cape Cade? Here's a pillowcase.
Last but not least we celebrated the actual day with some church, handing out candy, and our spooky feast. Remember when I decided to get creative last year for our Halloween dinner? Well this year I decided to go all out ... and make the exact same thing. I'm pretty sure that's the opposite of creative. At least this mama tried right?